Lord Ormont and His Aminta

'Lord Ormont desires to repeat his sense of obligation to Mr. Matthew for the inspection of the school under his charge, and will be thankful to Mr. Calliani, if that gentleman will do him the favour to call at his hotel at Bern to-morrow… for the purpose of making arrangements… for receiving his grandnephew Robert Benlew as a pupil at the school.'

Plot resolves as proud lord trusting the lovers' school with his heir — honor restored by guardianship, not remarriage — so plot scores 91.

My lord had one of his wilful likings for Isabella Lawrence Finchley, and he consented to the torture of an hour of Mrs. Nargett Pagnell in the middle of the day, just to taste the favourite he welcomed at home as he championed her abroad. … Weyburn, on coming to the luncheon table, beheld a lady with the head of a comely boy.

Ormont's wilful liking vs Weyburn's luncheon eye — cast of championed favourite against school-bred secretary — so cast scores 90.

Unaccountable resolutions, if impromptu and springing from the female breast, are popularly taken for caprices; and even when they divert the current of a history, and all the more when they are very small matters producing a memorable crisis. In this way does a lazy world consign discussion to silence with the cynical closure.

Mid-book essay on female 'caprice' as history-diverter — pace as Comic theory pause on the road — so pace scores 87.

A procession of schoolboys having to meet a procession of schoolgirls on the Sunday's dead march, called a walk, round the park, could hardly go by without dropping to a hum in its chatter, and the shot of incurious half-eyes the petticoated creatures—all so much of a swarm unless you stare at them like lanterns.

Dead-march walk and lantern stare — school love in Comic institutional diction — so prose scores 91.

At half-past twelve of the noon next day Lord Ormont was at Lady Charlotte's house door. She welcomed him affectionately, as if nothing were in dispute; he nodded an acceptance of her greetings, with a blunt intimation of the business to be settled; she put on her hump of the feline defensive; then his batteries opened fire and hers barked back on him.

Sibling house-door as artillery duel over jewels — family world as war theatre — so world scores 89.

Matey Weyburn, a lad with a heart for games to bring renown, and no thought about girls. His emulation, the fellows fancied, was for getting the school into a journal of the Sports.

Games-heart boy 'no thought about girls' — romance hooked by denial inside school procession — so hook scores 90.

The two raised eyes on one another, pained in their deep joy by the religion of the restraint upon their hearts, to keep down the passion to embrace. 'I thank heaven we know him to be one of the true noble men,' said Aminta, now breathing, and thanking Lord Ormont for the free breath she drew.

Deep joy under religion of restraint — marriage exit as ethic of breath, not scandal triumph — so innov scores 92.

Six months later, the brief communication arrived from Lady Charlotte 'She is a widow. 'Unlikely you will hear from me again. Death is always next door, you said once. I look on the back of life. 'Tell Bobby, capital for him to write he has no longing for home holidays. If any one can make a man of him, you will. That I know. 'CHARLOTTE EGLETT.'

Widow note blesses the school and Bobby — ending as terse sister seal, not Ormont speech — so ending scores 93.